"I feel like we’re on a mission together, and it just got real”
Nat was quiet for what felt like an eternity. “What do I think? I think we can work out a compromise,” he said. I smiled. My husband — the eternal diplomat.
“It’s still the first week in January,” Nat continued, “Let’s make a budget for this month and see how it goes. Then we can revisit Dave Ramsey and the Baby Steps at the end of the month.”
“Deal,” I said. “Want to work on the budget now?”
“I’ll make us some tea and meet you at the dining room table. We’ll get it done together,” Nat said, moving toward the kitchen.
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